16 parts Ongoing Mature"It's one thing being told and another to believe it yourself," I said finishing his explanation.
"Yeah," he whispered turning to face me.
I didn't know what he had experienced to him to make the person was today, but I knew one thing, he was a person hurt and was trying to hide his pain behind his smiles. Like most humans, he had feelings too, but he had been forced to keep it all inside and bottled up, he was elevated and displayed in a pedestal, an Idol, the epitome of perfection. There was no room for mistakes, that was the life he led.
In the distance the wind whistled, and its gentle touch caressed my exposed shoulders. And blew his hanging hair around his face making him to turn away and gaze into the horizon where the sun was setting.
There was nothing more to be said, we kept quiet and in the silence we were each lost in our own thoughts.
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We came from two different worlds: he was the distant star I admired from afar. Whether by fate or chance, our paths crossed. But from the moment I first saw him, I knew I couldn't resist his magnetic pull.
I knew I couldn't keep him, and he was never meant to stay, but that didn't stop me. Ours was a story destined to end before it even began.